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ANZAC Day

I spent yesterday quietly, with the occasional thought about things, but didn’t go to any marches or anything. My hometown apparently had thousands of people at the dawn service.

Then I went to Mass. It was Good Shepherd Sunday, the Fourth Sunday of Easter. I found it appropriate.

For, in all the hustle and bustle of the commemorations that a centenary brings, it gave a proper chance to reflect. On all wars – and their aftermath. We need to think more about the aftermath.

Some songs to listen to:
The first one is Eric Bogle’s and the band played waltzing Matilda.
The second is an Irish song by The Fureys.
The third is a Turkish folk song. “Canakkale is a town close to Anzac Cove. The mirrored bazar is the town square, a focal point of the community. It is where Turkish troops assembled and marched from much like Circular Quay.”